“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] If you are lonely there are probable friends you refused to meet in the past, but who are readily available.

[...] These buyers may look at many other paintings, but mine are the ones they want and will buy, because they are guided by the infinite intelligence within each of them. [...]

[...] In fact, that kind of rage is the mark of a perfectionist caught in what seems to be the grasp of a world not only imperfect, but evil.

[...] Jane and I sat facing each other with the board on our laps, hands on the pointer but asking no questions. [...]

(To date, this is one of but three answers Jane and I have received that seems to be gibberish. [...]

[...] But that’s not right either,” she added, meaning there was much more to be learned.)

Now I may or may not return, but I will indeed keep Ruburt in the eye of my attention, and you also.

[...] But in my opinion they’re vital for understanding what the Seth material is all about.

[...] Jonestown was far away, remote in another land, I said to Jane, but the potential mass tragedy of Three Mile Island hovers at the edges of our personal worlds. [...]

[...] You have many existences at once — but each one has its own living area, upon which that portion of you focuses. [...]

There will be more on your nations, for I will fill out the picture to some extent, and did not mean to imply that such people could not change—but that the changes would come in their own fashions, through their own characteristics as they blended, say, the helpful advice of others with their own needs and desires. [...]

I also want to stress here that all aspects of life experience not only sensations but emotional feelings. [...]

[...] Her voice was good but not loud as she lay on her back.)

[...] Physical space exists in the same manner, except that it is a mass psychologically shared property—but at one “time” in the beginning this was not so.

[...] This is tied in of course with your experience in general regarding the members of the medical profession, and here symbolically you strip the doctor of his assumed authority, and see him more like a hired man—a plumber or mechanic, perhaps, but devoid of any deep philosophical bent. [...]

[...] Flexibility vital, but also purpose unchanged.